WACKY WEDNESDAY: Lyrics

[hanorganaas.livejournal.com]

Hello ladies and Gents....I am theladymore and onto another day. TODAYS THEME IS LYRICS......alll prompts Must be Lyrics!!!

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
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Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
Agents of SHIELD, Phil Coulson/Melinda May, And I need you now tonight and I need you more than ever. And if you only hold me tight we'll be holding on forever
and we'll only be making it right 'cause we'll never be wrong. Together we can take it to the end of the line - Bonnie Tyler - Total Eclipse of the Heart

MCU, Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff, And I feel alive when I'm with you. Deep inside it's something true. You're the only reason I fight, you're the best thing in my life. -Adelita's Way - Alive

Stargate Atlantis, Elizabeth Weir/John Sheppard, You waited 'til I sobered you came when You knew that the game was over. I didn't even want to be found But you chased me down and broke in just when I was done believing. Spun me 'round so close now I can feel you breathing. Sunlight burns inside and I feel so alive and help me now, tell me how, how can this last forever - Red - Forever

Agents of Shield, Grant Ward, And do you really trust your tongue or did you bury the taste? And is this fantasy real, or is it all home-made? And did you call me last night just 'cause you couldn't get laid? Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce the selfish machine. - Pierce the Veil - The Sky Under The Sea


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[soraina-skye.livejournal.com]

FMA. Any.

Holy water cannot help you now
Thousand armies couldn't keep me out
I don't want your money
I don't want your crown
See I've come to burn your kingdom down

- Seven Devils, Florence + The Machine

[3am-moonlight.livejournal.com]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Buffy Summers and/or Faith Lehane,

Ladies all across the world
Listen up, we're looking for recruits
If you're with me, let me see your hands
Stand up and salute
Get your killer heels, sneakers, pumps or lace up your boots
Representing all the women, salute, salute!
("Salute", Little Mix)

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Iron Man movies, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts,
I'm just a love machine/and I don't work for nobody but you

No fic (yet)

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Is that from Girls Aloud?

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist 2003, Edward Elric/Winry Rockbell+Alphonse Elric

When I left I believed that nothing could go wrong,
I thought the whole world would be waiting for my story,
Take me back and heal these broken wings,
Come back and carry me home.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Any Wolf fairy tale, the Wolf,
...To be somebody else
complete transformation
From the someone we are in the day.

Little Red Riding Hood, PG (brief gore)

[rattyjol.livejournal.com]

Her hood isn't so red as the stories say. It's a sort of muddy brown, more like, a little faded, a little drab, nothing to write home about. In the clear afternoon light, when the sun hits it just right—sure, you could call it red. She's not so little anymore, and she wears it every day, but it never seems to get ragged round the edges. Still fits her—not like new, but comfortably, an old friend settled across her shoulders. She wears it so often that the villagers like to joke that it fits her like a second skin.

It's been years since Granny died, but still she goes off skipping into the woods, basket in hand, once a week like clockwork. What a sweet girl, they say, watching the almost-red swishing off between the trees, visiting the poor old lady's grave like that. Somebody must have raised her right.

Someone always says, before she goes, Watch out for that wolf now! And she smiles, all teeth, and says, I always do.

But the wolf died, you see, years ago now, just like Granny. Red cut her way out of its belly herself, with the very knife she carries in her basket now, and she stood over it in her cloak of almost-red and howled her victory to the sky.

So now she goes, every week like clockwork, basket and knife and hood together, and she never follows the path.

The stories are right: every forest needs its wolf.

[falkner]

any, any,
Let me light up the sky,
Light it up for you.
Let me tell you why,
I would die for you.

(Light Up The Sky - Yellowcard)

1/2: Fast&Furious movies, Brian O'Connor/Carter Verone, outside pov

[tigriswolf]

(In this shapeshifting AU; warnings for references to violence/death.)


There are those who doubt Valentina’s strength when they learn that Alpha Herrera is a female.

She tears out their throats the way her father tore out his challenger’s.

An enemy is an enemy, she teaches her son. A challenge is a challenge. Always respect a threat.

.

While Valentina loved Jonathan with everything in her, she would always regret that they could not run together as their other halves, that there were parts of him she would never understand, that he would always wonder at the jaguar inside her instead of having another half of his own. She loved him nonetheless, but by the old laws that still governed her kind even today, he could never be declared her mate.

Instead, she took his name. Became his wife, mother of his son. She would forever be, despite the marriage, Alpha Herrera – as her family, her pack, has been for hundreds of years, stretching back unbroken.

As her son will be.

.

Valentina raised her cub (for cub he was, a black jaguar - a good portent, the oldest member of the pack murmured while Carter explored on unsteady legs and Jonathan just watched in awe) with the understanding of true partnership, a combination of the human marriage and the shifter mating. He had dalliances here and there with other members of the pack, a few humans from outside it, and Valentina just shook her head, smiling. He was searching, as she had once searched, as her father had not. Papa chose a human woman to strength an alliance and Valentina has never thought otherwise. Her parents loved her but not each other, and she refused to settle.

Had the pack needed it, of course; but the pack did not. The pack did not and she loved Jonathan. She killed for Jonathan. Would have died for him, before Carter.

Valentina raised her cub to understand that the pack must always come first. But a mate –

A mate is a sacred thing. An alpha cannot die for their mate because of the good of the pack. But vengeance should be sought. A reckoning. And if the alpha is strong, is respected and loved, then the pack will demand blood, as well.

.

Valentina was sure that Carter continued his dalliances in Miami but he never spoke of them to her. Not until he met a cougar named Brian O’Connor.

She informed her closest council first, and word spread swiftly through the pack (though not to the human employees) that Heir Herrera had found a lover who might one day be his mate.

Valentina was excited, of course; but she doubted that anyone could be good enough for her son, smart and strong enough to match him, to challenge him. But she learned how Brian taught Carter’s Miami pack, how he kept Carter safe, how he executed threats without hesitation or mercy. She could like what she heard, though, and still doubt.

They spoke on the phone a few times, Alpha Herrera and her heir’s lover. Each time, she liked Brian more, and the doubts lessened.

.

She did not meet her son’s lover until Carter returned home for good, bringing most of his Miami pack with him – as well as a coyote who was firmly in Brian’s back and no one else’s.

As far as she could see, there was but one problem: Brian O’Connor did not believe in mates, not the way Carter did. Oh, he loved her son, that was obvious to everyone. But he did not believe in mates, and he also (somehow) did not believe himself to be an alpha.

.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Fairy Tales, any Princess, Peasant Woman or Nobleman's Daughter/any Wolf character, every time i hear you
i go howling in the half light
ay ay ah-ooh
but every time i do, i wish i'd hear a little howl back
ay ay ah-ooh
hear a little howl back
Reuben, by Cathy Davey

1 sentence

[tigriswolf]

"The wolves are out tonight," Ma murmurs before she begins to pray, and Little Red goes to the window, listening, thinking, oh, i wish you'd come back.

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, ex-Winter Soldier/any, I went to war every morning
I lost my way but now I'm following
What you said in my arms
What I read in the charms
That I love durably
Now it's dead and gone and I am free
Lille, by Lisa Hannigan

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Leverage, any, I got bills I gotta pay
So I'm gon' work, work, work every day
I got mouths I gotta feed
So I'm gon' make sure everybody eats
I got!

(Bringin' everybody trouble!)

And my shoes, my shoes
I said my shoes!
Ain't got no sole
Bills, by Lunchmoney Lewis

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Greek Myth, any +/ any, Don't tell the gods I left a mess
I can't undo what has been done
Let's run for cover...
We are the heroes of our time
Heroes
But we're dancing with the demons in our minds
Heroes...
When you were lost I followed right behind
Was your foundation

Now go sing it like a hummingbird
The greatest anthem ever heard...
Heroes, by Måns Zelmerlöw

Fill - Threnody (Orpheus/Eurydice + Maenads)

[icarus-chained.livejournal.com]

Orpheus' last song as the Maenads tear him apart during their Dionysian revel. Because obviously. *grins sheepishly*

Threnody

There was no song he could not play. He was Orpheus, musician beloved of gods and monsters alike. There was no spill of notes beyond reach of his master's fingers, nor lyrics beyond grasp of his beguiler's tongue. There was no song he dared not sing. There was no death his music could not embrace. Not even his own. He would play it, while he still had hands. He would sing it, while he still had voice. He had no fear of death.

It was not his murderers to whom he sang. It was not their writhing, maddened shapes he saw beyond the lyre. The Maenads circled ever closer, their limbs flashing with the mad, blood-lust vitality of a Dionysian revel, dancers to a monster's melody, but it was not to them that his song was offered. Not even when their hands fell upon him. Not even when they began to tear.

She was waiting for him. He saw her. In the shadows behind the dark god's waiting figure. In the Underworld beyond this fading light. His Eurydice. She waited for him. It was to her that he sang. Even still. Ever more. All the fury of all the Maenads in all the world could not silence a single note, not when her ear waited to gather them close. Though hands tore out his throat, smashed his fingers upon the lyre, they could not take this song from him.

He'd lost her once. He'd followed her into death, and lost her still, and returned from Hades empty-handed. That could not be undone, nor all the years since, nor all the jealousies that had sprung up in her wake to kill him now. He could not call back the death-dance that surrounded him. He didn't want to. Safety waited in death's arms, a night eternal beneath which to shelter, and with it waited her smile. Her eyes. Her love. With it waited Eurydice. He ran to her with every note he now played. He sang his blood into the earth, and played his fingers to the bone, one last masterpiece, the greatest song ever sung, for it carried his soul into the night, and brought him home to her. A threnody, a death-song for them both.

Strange, perhaps, that of all the songs he'd ever sang, it was his last that was his greatest. Strange that it was the fractured thing as he lay dying that surpassed all that had come before. Then again, perhaps not.

Were not the last songs, those that sang their souls to sleep, ever and always the greatest?

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Any (except Supernatural), any/any, My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge
Milkshake, by Kelis

[ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com]

The Flash (2014), Leonard Snart/Barry Allen,

I led the revolution in my bedroom and I set all the zippers free.
We said, "No more war, no more clothes!
Give me peace.
Oh kiss me!"

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

Buffyverse (BtVS and/or AtS). any.

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
when you think everything's okay and everything's going right

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any Whedonverse. any.

We all had our reasons to be there
We all had a thing or two to learn

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any TV show. any.

An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any

I have waited for you and adjusted for you and I'm done
I have deferred to you and enabled you and I'm done

[leni-ba.livejournal.com]

any. any.

I thought we'd be simple together
I thought we'd be happy together
Thought we'd be limitless together
I thought we'd be precious together
But I was sadly mistaken

Fill - Stargate SG-1, Pete Shanahan (previous Sam/Pete)

[winterjameson.livejournal.com]

He gave it an hour, more than enough time for Sam to make her way to wherever it was she needed to go. He stood in front of the house he'd been hoping to share with her, the "sold" sign left behind in his back seat, only his thoughts to keep him company.

He stood and stared at the siding and stone facade. He could see himself walking from the car in the driveway to the front door, arms full of grocery bags, trying to hurry inside so he could get supper ready before Sam got home from the mountain.

But Sam wouldn't be coming home from the mountain to him.

He had told Sam that they could paint the kitchen yellow, like the house of her dreams. He had the image in his mind of the two of them with paint rollers, both of them laughing and covered with splotches of yellow.

But Sam wouldn't be painting and laughing with him anymore.

He had pictured the two of them sitting side by side in lawn chairs in the backyard many years in the future, sharing fond smiles as the light of the setting sun glinted off their greying hair.

But Sam wouldn't be sitting and watching a sunset with him in the future.

He'd seen so many tiny moments, dreamed of so many little things that would have made every minute with Sam so very, very precious.

But Sam was gone and the dreams were fading away as dreams tend to do when one wakes up to a different reality.

Pete had been sure that he and Sam were headed toward a wonderful, fulfilling life together, but he'd been wrong. Oh so sadly wrong.

With one last look at the house that had held all his dreams of a future with Sam, Pete turned and went back to his car, taking a moment to fight back the tears before driving away.

[likewinning.livejournal.com]

DCU, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd or /Dick Grayson, I am the heart that you call home. and I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones.

Fill: The Fight and Fate [DCU, Bruce Wayne/Dick Grayson]

[doreyg.livejournal.com]

The thing is, they weren't technically anything to each other. They never dated, they never fooled around, they never even took that final step over the distance between them and kissed. No matter that Bruce was his best friend, his partner, his main fantasy from the time he knew what it was to fantasise. To the outside world they were just friends, pals, associates. He was just the little pet Bruce took in, when nobody else would have him.

It doesn't feel like the outside world matters much, now.

His loft is silent, empty, free of Alfred shuffling around or those complicated half smiles Bruce always used to give when he was really pleased with something. The cupboard is bare, the couch has nobody on it and the only smell in the air is his own cheap aftershave.

He could go out and seek company, of course, but what good would that do? There'd still be emptiness in his arms, a lack of care by his side. Even if he went out on the rooftops, it'd be the same. An endless absence, hurting even worse than the beatdowns when he was young and green and didn't know what it was like to want with all his being.

...He misses him, misses Bruce with every single bit of that want.

But that doesn't really matter, he decides as he settles back into the couch with a sigh, because they weren't technically anything to each other. And that's what Bruce thinks, so it must be true.

[likewinning.livejournal.com]

DCU, Tim Drake/Jason Todd, And I've got no illusions about you and guess what? I never did. And when I said I'd take it I meant as is.

[tigriswolf]

Takers, John Rahway, my name is Death and the end is here

[tigriswolf]

Fast & Furious movies, Brian O’Connor + team,




I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble
You know that I’m no good

[tigriswolf]

Fast & Furious movies, Brian O’Connor + Dominic Toretto,




no one said it was easy
no one said it’d be this hard
oh, take me back to the start

[tigriswolf]

Fast&Furious movies, Brian O’Connor + Toretto family/team,



If I stay here trouble will find me
If I stay here I'll never leave
If I stay here trouble will find me
I believe

[tigriswolf]

Guardians of the Galaxy (2014), team, Mama, I’m in love with a criminal

[cghardy.livejournal.com]

X Men, Bobby, Somebody shine a light/I'm frozen by the fear in me/Somebody make me feel alive/And shatter me